Status Report

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

muahahaha. i brought my laptop for teh solitare for the planeride. i am a smrt bunny. also <3<3<3 vicodin.

we found him. he's alive. as are 2 cosmonauts and some big ugly scaly bat thing. the red one, not the grey one. the grey bat thing's Marius. don't ask. he's fine too. he ate all of the mre's on the plane, but he was nice and let me have all the candy bars. crazy man escaped. after i hit crazy man with the plane. someone else can explain hitting crazy man with the plane to fearless leader when he wakes up.

it's technically my birthday for the next 2 days. i am very bruised. i demand a large cake.

Comments

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

The suggestion, though appreciated, is perhaps less than ideal. I've never been host to more than two mutations at a time. Whilst it may behoove me to better explore my limitiations, I do not believe the middle of an intercontinental flight whilst bleeding gently from the chest and shoulders is an ideal setting.

Ah, well. One wonders if it would be any more painful than had been making out with the commanding officer in question -- ah, no, wait, that was Jen.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

someooooone's jeeeeeeealous. i have liiiiiiips. neener neener neener.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Indeed you do. A fact I am certain Mr. Summers quite appreciated.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

he owes me. no more comms evar.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

If that is indeed the case, I demand equal share of your ever. Positioning the talons in such a way that compressions did not leave me with a handful of innards was quite a trick. As is typing with the bloody inflexible things. And, I shall note, still with more accuracy than most aboard this flight.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

you they won't give you the vicodin. i sorry. you has nice wings though. i can kinda see through them.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Yes. Although, unlike frosted glass, I doubt breathing on them and polishing them with your sleeve will achieve the desired effect.

As the majority of you have descended into irretreivable ridiculousness, I shall now attempt the sleep of the miserably lucid. I did fight a terrorist, you know.


And kicked his scaly red arse, too.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

i beat up toaaaad11111

why cant i get a explamation mark on this thing

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

night honeyhoney.

too bad you didn't see nimrod. his feet looked all funny sticking out from underneath the plane.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

dude like the wicked witch

yay planes falling on bad guys

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

I'd offer to help but I think an extra mutation on top of the ones you currently have wouldn't be welcome.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

my room had a keyboard for people with clawfingers you should go get it im not using it right now cause i have my phone

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

the marine dude doctor dude made me throw out my broken teeths.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

no necklaces for kyle

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

neverever no dino ones no finger ones no teeth ones no one loves me.

[x-wasp.livejournal.com]

Why would you want to keep them? Make a necklace or something?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

JINX! You owe me a coke.

[x-wasp.livejournal.com]

Sure, why not? I'd invite all you guys over to my place, but you're all kind of broken and stuff.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

i can have coke! i think! the doctors said I might pee blood for a few days though. that's kinda gross.

but you should have seen the other guy. beat the right straight fuck out of him, i did. :D

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

i can has cheezburger

only no cause my jaw is broken

[x-wasp.livejournal.com]

Aw, poor Kyle jaw. So sad. :(

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

i totally want a cool one and no one ever lets me have that and i could buy a shark one but everyone has those1

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

My head hurts like hell, I still can't access my powers, I was quite literally covered in blood, so we're all going to be reeeeally glad I already know what you're talking about. And that my husband is not dead. Because I'm so not in the mood for this joke.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

he's not dead. i beat up nimrod when he tried to drown your husband. and then marius and i gave him cpr. he's stable, they say.

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

I know. I have successfully terrorized yet another set of unsuspecting hospital staff (in a new country, no less) until they were willing to give me detailed updates through a translator. I do appreciate that he's not dead, and I'll be more grateful when my head stops trying to split open like a ripe melon.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

I think my trainee uniform may never be the same again. Does blood come out of leather easily?